So I suppose I haven't updated this in a while... Don't see why that should offend since methinks only my roommate knows of this account... so we'll just pretend I'm talking to myself. Actually then no need to pretent, but for argument's sake what?
I am in a state of being sitting... in the library... where I should be the doing of the work on the thesis due in T-minus 5 weeks.
I think I've been here for nearly two hours, and most of that time was spent looking up stuff, as one does in the library.
I was looking up what a five letter word for "odd souvenir" was that ends in "o", and what sci-fi creature is only three letters? come on!
So that's me a working hard away.
I was thinking of walking to Borders after this, then I remembered I have no money since I spent it all on food and a new pair of jeans that I really don't need, but I can't resist when it says sale even though it's still expensive!
And so I am sitting, still wondering what the four letter word that ends in "eer" is that means "to abuse vocally" since we all know that's so damn fun! Unless I got the Across all wrong and that would suck because I'm pretty sure the only sports channel is ESPN and FedEx' rival is UPS...
58 Down make me laugh. It's "Effervesce", and according to Microsoft Word a synonym for that is "Fizz"... So that stupid frackin band Effervescent crap I just realized that's not their name. Evanescence, dammit! Cuz then they would have been "Fizzy" and that would have been remotely entertaining... I fail at reading not just writing now. Grr Argh.
Mmmm, chocolate shake. Would it be weird if I biked through In and Outs drive pick up food thing? Ugh, that requires biking.
Laptops make computer bag heavy.
Well spank me and call me Virginia Woolf.
Stream of conciousness for the uninitiated... ignore.
Doobey doobey doo doo...
So. Camels? Ah yes, camels. With the spit and the bump and the smell.
Mmm, camels.
I don't think I really want a chocolate shake. Wouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth, hehehe, sorry, just kind of weird image of looking a horse in the mouth. Who would be that stupid, don't know if horses bite when people do that, but if some dumbass looked into my mouth I would. This is why I was yelled at a lot at the dentist as a child.
What was I saying. Oh yeah, buy me a chocolate shake. But I'd prefer a homemade apricot cake, or a strawberry rhubarb pie, but none of that shit from baker's square, the real stuff.
Or better yet macaroni and cheese. I have that.
And the organic kind, which means you can at least kind of pretend it isn't clogging your arteries even though it has no nutritional value with the dehydrated powdered dairy colored yellowness and what now. Mmm, dairy colored yellowness. Sounds like the next evolution in mad cow disease.
This is all the fault of the person who claimed, rightly, that I don't update, I said to myself since no one really reads this. And the fact that I'd be bored to tears if I wasn't so damn good at finding the randomish shit to keep myself busy, case and point.
I actually just looked out the library window for more random shit to talk about.
Well then I'm gonna go pretend to be useful doing something else that doesn't involve schoolwork.
So toodles.
And don't complain again.
Or I'll make you look in my mouth, and we all know how that ends.
WTF, I don't know.